Metamorphosis

If you could be an animal... any animal in the world... what would you be? I would be a squirrel.

I don't know why, but I've always had it in my head, for as long as I can remember, that if I could be another animal, I would be a squirrel. I mean, look at them... they're cute and furry and cuddly, sometimes rabid and dangerous... and they can climb trees and walk on branches and jump around like every day is a party. I think on of the first influences for this desire came from the movie The Sword in the Stone. At one point in the film, Merlin changes the boy into a squirrel, and oh the fun times that were had. Also, let's look at this picture to the right.


Now how cute is that? I mean, if I put up a picture of a human drinking a coke through a straw... nothing. BUT, with a little chipmunk, it's adorable. Yes, I realize that is not a squirrel in the picture... but it would have the same effect. In fact, I would really be willing to be of any of those little rascals... they're all cute and fun and share many of the same qualities. I just have an affinity toward the squirrel because of the movie, I think... damn Disney!!!

Anyway, work on my next film is coming along nicely, I guess... the script/story, etc. should be pretty solidified in a month or two, and they pre-production can begin and it can hopefully be filmed next semester, because it sure as hell ain't happening this semester. If you want to help with it you sure can! Just let me know... anyway, I think it's time for bed.

Happy 21st Birthday Yas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My little Deez is growing up... :-) And happy three months to Jordan!

Current Status:
Mood: Satisfied
Food: Water
Song: Lawrence of Arabia Theme Song

Parking: Case Closed

Remember all those parking tickets I had acquired? They're paid off and the city of Los Angeles no longer wants to boot/impound my car!

Before you start with the congratulations and filling balloons, you have to realize that this whole parking ticket scandal is quite possibly most expensive, emotionally exhausting, and frustrating experience/mistake of my entire life. I'm too embarrassed to say how much the total for all FIFTEEN tickets came out to... but it was a lot. Now that it's all over, I almost feel empty... like I have no purpose anymore. Yes, that's right... my sole purpose thus far has been to sustain the financial needs of the Los Angeles Parking Violations Bureau. Speaking of those assholes, I'm not the only one who feels he was completely fucked over by those guys. Here are a few links of stories (most not as bad as mine) of people's experience with the devil... I mean the Parking Violations Bureau.

Link 1: http://badbusinessbureau.com/reports/ripoff106785.htm
Link 2: http://badbusinessbureau.com/reports/ripoff106786.htm
Link 3: http://badbusinessbureau.com/reports/ripoff63700.htm
Link 4: http://badbusinessbureau.com/reports/ripoff27521.htm
Link 5: http://www.lavoice.org/article64.html

While the latter article states its rantings are NOT "an invitation or urging to carry out, or espousal or advocacy of, violence or harassment of any city employee or official – and it should not be taken as such by anyone"... my rantings ARE. So I encourage you, one and all, to beat the shit out of any parking violations official you encounter. Be it man or woman, do not be deceived... they are not human, and they will ticket you at any cost. I have come to the realization that the only way to stop the madness, is to get rid of the middleman, hence my encouragement of violence toward the parking violations officials.

I guess I don't really want you all to actually harm any members of the PVB... though I do encourage angry fist-shaking and vulgarity. Some of you don't know all my stories about my incidents with the PVB, so I will elaborate on a few of my encounters.

Story #1: A street near my apartment complex had signs up that said NO PARKING, but the times were all taped over so they could not be read. This was not something done by a resident, it was obviously done by the PVB, so I took it as parking was legal on that street anytime, any day, and so did everyone else. I parked there all of my fall semester, and never got a ticket. The reason I parked there was because on Tues and Wed, street cleaning was enforced on my street, so I parked on the other street to avoid the street cleaning violation. The next semester I got a ticket. I called the bureau and somehow through a miracle of God got through to someone who could actually do something about it. He was very nice, said he would go look at the street and the signs and give me a call back. He did, and agreed that indeed it was open for parking anytime, so he reversed my ticket, and said he would talk to the officer who issued the ticket. The next week, on the same day, I got another ticket. Once again I called the PVB and talked to the same man and he reversed the ticket, and said he would again talk to the officer who issued the ticket (the same officer as the previous week). The next week, I got just the parking ticket envelope on my car, without a ticket, but with a message that said, "Don't park here... street cleaning!" or something very similar. It obviously wasn't a street that was getting cleaned, and there were NO SIGNS saying I couldn't park there, and anyone with a brain or an eye would know that. I gave in and stopped parking there... but if I had known then what kind of shit was to come from the PVB, I would've parked there the next week with a note on my car that said FUCK YOU.

...More stories to come!

Current Status:
Mood: Disturbed
Food: Water
Song: "Where The Streets Have No Name" -U2